Ghoststripe | Male | Warrior | Tags; Novasky, Whitepelt, Adderfang
Ghoststripe looked up at the sound, straight at Novasky. He knows, Ghoststripe wasn't a fool. "It looks pretty ugly," He murmured to the warrior. "I'm going to attack, join me if you want." He thought about adding traitor, but recognized that it was not his fault. He then leaped to his paws and sprinted down to the border. "Back away, or I'll attack you. You have no rights distressing a queen." He hissed.